Admiring others – four of my friends who have no idea they are now a poem

I should probably have said yesterday that when I talked about writing for and about others, I did not so much mean writing about the lives of other’s than I meant writing about thinks I find adimirable in some people within my life.

I once messaged with this guy I had met on Tinder who had to force me to tell him why I had swiped right and kept talking to him. It was absolutely terrifying, reveal to other person what I found enchanting about them. It’s also the best thing ever, to hear and also to gift (whenever you get over the terror of revealing something scary as that.)

As for me, it’s definitely easier to do this in Ireland than back home in Finland, because in Finland the culture has shades where we mean what we say to the extent that usually when we bark something out, you can write it in stone and it won’t change. It’s carefully considered. As for Ireland, it’s much more common to give casual compliments, often and not necessarily with so much meaning. Neither is good or bad, I prefer the latter! Also, if your experience from either country is different, it probably is so.

Ps. Is now a good time to advertise I am part of virtual poetry market, from where you can order a custom poem, to give as a gift at Christmas, for example? Pay what you can, 5-25 € suggested, give a prompt or let me choose one. You can message via jenni.nikinmaa@gmail.com with the prompt and the email address you wish to receive the poem to & pay via PayPal, paypal.me/jennitiera. Can also do hand-written originals and mail them, in which case I will as you to cover the postage.

Published by jennitiera

I'm a playwright & poet from Finland and in love with Ireland. My work is often beautiful and disturbing, and some of the writers I've been compared to are Suzan-Lori Parks, Sarah Kane, Virginia Woolf - to name the three I'm most aspiring to reach while learning more about how words, rhythms, sentences, ideas, embodiments and wilderness tie together as works of literature.

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